annon
When I first got there as a new boot it was September. The Marine Corps Ball was a couple of months away and my unit was having ours in Las Vegas. Well, our chain of command gathered all of the Marines together who hadn't been stationed on the base before or were new. Myself and my roommate were told to go to the meeting. When we got into the classroom/briefing room the Sergeant Major (Sgt. Maj.) and CO were standing at the front of the room with serious looks on their faces. We thought we were in trouble at first, but once everyone had entered and was seated the Sgt. Maj. spoke up. He was a big dude. Served multiple tours in Iraq and Afghanistan and was overall someone who you didn't want to face off against in a fight. He looked at us and said "With the Marine Corps Ball approaching and none of you guys having been stationed here before we wanted to give you a quick safety brief for your trip to Vegas. There is a road called Amboy road. It's the fastest route to and from Vegas, but I recommend you fellas take the long way. It's a dangerous drive due to there being no gas stations and no cell service once you leave 29 Palms until you reach the outskirts of Vegas." Me and my roommate were confused. Why were the CO and Sgt. Maj. telling us not to take the fastest way to Vegas. That's when another Marine raised his hand to ask a question. It was a Staff Sergeant from one of the S shops. The S shops are basically where all the admin guys are located for those of you who aren't familiar with military terms and whatnot. Anyways, the CO asked him what his question was and he stood up and said "Sergeant Major, I'm just confused as to why you don't want us to take that route? If it's the fastest way there then why not? I say just be sure you take a couple of jerry cans of gas with you and you'll be ok." The CO motioned for him to sit back down and simply said "It's just a dangerous drive, especially late at night." With that they dismissed us and we went back to work. I asked a corporal later on why the head shed didn't want us taking Amboy and he just told me that weird things happen along that road. He said there was supposedly a cult that lives out in the mountains and they try to abduct people foolish enough to go out there and they are never seen again. Me and my buddy just assumed that it was the older guys trying to scare us boots with ghost stories and what not so we wrote it off. Fast forward to November and I'm getting ready to head to Vegas. I set out later that evening due to having to wait to pick up my blues from the cleaners so instead of leaving around 3 like I had originally planned I didn't leave until almost 7ish. It was about a 3-hour drive to Vegas from 29 Palms and by the time I was half an hour into the drive, it was dark. I had decided to go down Amboy due to me getting a late start on the drive and I still had to pick up my date from the airport. What I didn't know at the time is that I would come to regret this decision. As I was driving I noticed my GPS was no longer working, but I had already looked ahead of time and found out that I wouldn't have to turn till I got closer to Vegas anyway so I just locked my phone and tossed it into the passenger seat of my truck. I checked the time on the clock and it read 9:24. My date wouldn't be touching down for another two and a half hours so I'd have time to check into the hotel and drop all of my things off before I had to go pick her up. I was making good timing too, at least I felt like I was. Then up ahead I noticed hazard lights flashing off on the side of the road. As I pulled up I began to slow down in case they needed help with something. I know, sounds dumb, but I was a 19-year-old Marine who felt bulletproof and was afraid of nothing. As I got closer though I noticed there was luggage scattered around the car. The windows on the driver and passenger side were busted and there was blood inside the car on the windshield and driver side door. I couldn't see the passenger side door so I don't know if it was in the same condition or not. I never got out to go check either, but I noticed there were drag marks off on the side of the road as if someone or something had dragged whoever was in the car out into the desert. At least that's what I think happened because there weren't any bodies lying near the car or in it. As I pulled up to the car I pulled out a flashlight and shined it over into the car to see if I could see anything. As I was looking inside the car the hairs on the back of my neck stood straight up and I glanced in my rearview mirror. That's when I saw about 4 or 5 people in all-white running up to the truck with machetes and butcher knives. I hit the lock button and gunned the engine just as the first one was about to grab the door handle. I looked into my rearview to see if they were chasing me and that's when I felt true, primal fear for the first time in my life. Two of the people had grabbed hold of the tailgate and were in the process of trying to pull themselves up into the bed of the truck. I could see their hands, but not their faces. I began to swerve and veer across the road to make it harder for them to pull themselves up. I saw one set of hands disappear into the night, but the other person had a death grip and was refusing to let go. I floored and looked at the speedometer and saw I was creeping up to almost 100 mph. When I looked back I saw the person, despite my best efforts had managed to get on of their arms into the bed and had the tailgate between their arm and the rest of their body, but just as it looked like they were going to make it in I hit a big bump in the road. I hit it with enough force that the bottom of my truck scrapped the ground, but it also made the person fall off. The rest of the drive I didn't stop for anything. I didn't drop below 90 either. I got to Vegas and pulled into a gas station just as my truck ran out of gas. I never drove down Amboy road again after that and made sure to tell anyone new to the base to avoid that road at all costs if possible and to NEVER stop for ANYTHING.
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danieluzumki
Do you think that car with the luggage everywhere, was one of your comrades from the base?
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annon
Do you think that car with the luggage everywhere, was one of your comrades from the base?


No. I think after whoever was in the car got snatched up the luggage was then taken out and gone through to see if there was anything worth taking in it. I then presume they left the care and everything else like that there to try and trick someone else to stop their care so they could take them too.
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Darkness Prevails
@annon Please place stories in the proper category - I was making a ghost story script today and included this after reading a couple of paragraphs in. Once I got to the end, I had to remove it. It's frustrating.
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